Can you be so warm?. Can you know what I feel?. But it's the way you move your hands. And it's the way you understand. . And that's the reason that I'm asking.
That calling from that porch again. Low dress blowing in the wind. (I should have known I'd regret it later). But she blow like a Tsunami. I like it like that.
I got a little bit of reason. For everything I've done. I might just serenade the moonlight. . And I get so lonely in this crowd. I want to scream but make no sound.